C87 Follow-up

The table was crooked, and the basin on top of the table had fallen to the ground. Old Madame Zhou stomped her little feet and cried: "Ancestor, Ancestor, Ancestor, you are going to stab a hole in the sky, stop it now, what are you doing, it's my sixtieth birthday!"

Minjie had gotten up from the ground a long time ago, and when he saw that Third Young Madam had been let go of him